2014 Resurgence

Emily

Good Morning-Midnight

You are not so fair Midnight
You are not so fair
I chose the day, but please take a little Girl
I chose the day, he turned away
I chose the day
You are not so fair Midnight
You are not so fair

Good Morning – Midnight, I’m coming home
Good Morning – Midnight, I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Day got tired of me
How could I of him
Good Morning – Midnight, I’m coming home, I’m coming home

I can look, can’t I? - Midnight
I can look, can’t I?
When the East is red - The hills have a way
When the East is red – he turned away
When the East is red
I can look, can’t I? - Midnight
I can look, can’t I?

The sleep’s whole secret
Eyes were not meant to see
When winds take souls in it’s paws the universe is still
On the floor and down the wall
The shadows rise and fall
I know what you’re gonna say – go away
To go away

Half-Light (Thendri)

Do you need something, a hollow – for a half attack
Do you need someone to follow – for the unlighted way back

It’s your destiny which takes you – to the prayer of one
All you need’s someone to take you – to the face of stone

Do you see something that hides – there’s a light inside
Do you really want to see me – there is night outside

And it comes and goes for you – and it’s what you see
Do you really want to see this – in the end it’s me

If you’re standing in the half-light
Waiting for the last fight
If you’re running in the half-light
Even the light is lost and gone
The thrill is never leaving you
And it comes and goes - for you

The light is gone
But it comes and goes
The thrill is gone
It comes and goes

If you’re standing in the half-light
Waiting for the last fight
If you’re running in the half-light
Even the light is lost and gone
The thrill is never leaving you
And it comes and goes - for you

If you’re standing in the half-light, waiting for the last fight
If you’re running in the half-light, the light is gone
The thrill is never leaving you
And it comes, and it comes, and it comes, and it comes

If you’re standing in the half-light
Waiting for the last, last fight
If you are running in the half-light
Even the light, the light is lost and gone
The thrill is never, never leaving you
And it comes, comes and goes - for you